Echoes of What Ought to Be

Golden sunlight filtered by tint softly invading your automobile with a great song on the radio at highway speeds. No traffic, just you, the road, and the music. I know I’m not the only one who’s had the feeling that all is right in the world while on the open road with a great track list. Some would say we come from the happenstance of random atoms bumping into one another but I’d bet dollars to donuts they’ve had the experience of pretending like the song on the radio is their soundtrack for the moment.

But why?

Could it be that there is a part of us longing for a real serenade really meant for us every moment of our lives? Quiet when the time calls for it and loud when nothing else will seem to do.

The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save;
He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you by his love;
He will exult over you with loud singing. – (Zephaniah 3:17)

Why does every story have the weak in need of salvation or the unlovable in need of love? Why do we seek unconditional love, even though we can’t even fathom the concept?

Why do we create soundtracks to our lives?

I have a theory; I think we were MADE for that and these longings are aches of our souls for a fallen world to be set right, for a place of good standing with the Creator of all things, and I think every story of one man who saves the world is a subconscious testimony that only through One Man can we have the hope of eternal life we all crave while simultaneously killing the fear of death which haunts us all.

I think… when  you crank up the radio it’s to fill the longing for the Lord to exult over you with loud singing and rejoice over you with gladness.

Listen to  your conscience which bears witness to the reality that we are creations made by a just, holy, and wonderful creator. Listen, put down your guns, and have the peace we could never manufacture on our own. A peace provided for by the blood of Jesus Christ who paid your debt in order that we all could be adopted into the household of God and be heirs to glory… forever.

Trust today while you’ve got breath between your ribs for life is just as fleeting.